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To come on undefiled fountains there；
To drain them deep； I joy to pluck new flowers；
To seek for this my head a signal crown
From regions where the Muses never yet
Have garlanded the temples of a man：
First； since I teach concerning mighty things；
And go right on to loose from round the mind
The tightened coils of dread religion；
Next； since； concerning themes so dark； I frame
Song so pellucid； touching all throughout
Even with the Muses' charm… which； as 'twould seem；
Is not without a reasonable ground：
For as physicians； when they seek to give
Young boys the nauseous wormwood； first do touch
The brim around the cup with the sweet juice
And yellow of the honey； in order that
The thoughtless age of boyhood be cajoled
As far as the lips； and meanwhile swallow down
The wormwood's bitter draught； and； though befooled；
Be yet not merely duped； but rather thus
Grow strong again with recreated health：
So now I too （since this my doctrine seems
In general somewhat woeful unto those
Who've had it not in hand； and since the crowd
Starts back from it in horror） have desired
To expound our doctrine unto thee in song
Soft…speaking and Pierian； and； as 'twere；
To touch it with sweet honey of the Muse…
If by such method haply I might hold
The mind of thee upon these lines of ours；
Till thou dost learn the nature of all things
And understandest their utility。
EXISTENCE AND CHARACTER OF THE IMAGES
But since I've taught already of what sort
The seeds of all things are； and how distinct
In divers forms they flit of own accord；
Stirred with a motion everlasting on；
And in what mode things be from them create；
And since I've taught what the mind's nature is；
And of what things 'tis with the body knit
And thrives in strength； and by what mode uptorn
That mind returns to its primordials；
Now will I undertake an argument…
One for these matters of supreme concern…
That there exist those somewhats which we call
The images of things： these； like to films
Scaled off the utmost outside of the things；
Flit hither and thither through the atmosphere；
And the same terrify our intellects；
Coming upon us waking or in sleep；
When oft we peer at wonderful strange shapes
And images of people lorn of light；
Which oft have horribly roused us when we lay
In slumber… that haply nevermore may we
Suppose that souls get loose from Acheron；
Or shades go floating in among the living；
Or aught of us is left behind at death；
When body and mind； destroyed together； each
Back to its own primordials goes away。
And thus I say that effigies of things；
And tenuous shapes from off the things are sent；
From off the utmost outside of the things；
Which are like films or may be named a rind；
Because the image bears like look and form
With whatso body has shed it fluttering forth…
A fact thou mayst； however dull thy wits；
Well learn from this： mainly； because we see
Even 'mongst visible objects many be
That send forth bodies； loosely some diffused…
Like smoke from oaken logs and heat from fires…
And some more interwoven and condensed…
As when the locusts in the summertime
Put off their glossy tunics； or when calves
At birth drop membranes from their body's surface；
Or when； again； the slippery serpent doffs
Its vestments 'mongst the thorns… for oft we see
The breres augmented with their flying spoils：
Since such takes place； 'tis likewise certain too
That tenuous images from things are sent；
From off the utmost outside of the things。
For why those kinds should drop and part from things；
Rather than others tenuous and thin；
No power has man to open mouth to tell；
Especially； since on outsides of things
Are bodies many and minute which could；
In the same order which they had before；
And with the figure of their form preserved；
Be thrown abroad； and much more swiftly too；
Being less subject to impediments；
As few in number and placed along the front。
For truly many things we see discharge
Their stuff at large； not only from their cores
Deep…set within； as we have said above；
But from their surfaces at times no less…
Their very colours too。 And commonly
The awnings； saffron； red and dusky blue；
Stretched overhead in mighty theatres；
Upon their poles and cross…beams fluttering；
Have such an action quite； for there they dye
And make to undulate with their every hue
The circled throng below； and all the stage；
And rich attire in the patrician seats。
And ever the more the theatre's dark walls
Around them shut； the more all things within
Laugh in the bright suffusion of strange glints；
The daylight being withdrawn。 And therefore； since
The canvas hangings thus discharge their dye
From off their surface； things in general must
Likewise their tenuous effigies discharge；
Because in either case they are off…thrown
From off the surface。 So there are indeed
Such certain prints and vestiges of forms
Which flit around； of subtlest texture made；
Invisible； when separate； each and one。
Again； all odour； smoke； and heat； and such
Streams out of things diffusedly； because；
Whilst coming from the deeps of body forth
And rising out； along their bending path
They're torn asunder； nor have gateways straight
Wherethrough to mass themselves and struggle abroad。
But contrariwise； when such a tenuous film
Of outside colour is thrown off； there's naught
Can rend it； since 'tis placed along the front
Ready to hand。 Lastly those images
Which to our eyes in mirrors do appear；
In water； or in any shining surface；
Must be； since furnished with like look of things；
Fashioned from images of things sent out。
There are； then； tenuous effigies of forms；
Like unto them； which no one can divine
When taken singly； which do yet give back；
When by continued and recurrent discharge
Expelled； a picture from the mirrors' plane。
Nor otherwise； it seems； can they be kept
So well conserved that thus be given back
Figures so like each object。
Now then； learn
How tenuous is the nature of an image。
And in the first place； since primordials be
So far beneath our senses； and much less
E'en than those objects which begin to grow
Too small for eyes to note； learn now in few
How nice are the beginnings of all things…
That this； too； I may yet confirm in proof：
First； living creatures are sometimes so small
That even their third part can nowise be seen；
Judge； then； the size of any inward organ…
What of their sphered heart； their eyes； their limbs；
The skeleton？… How tiny thus they are！
And what besides of those first particles
Whence soul and mind must fashioned be？… Seest not
How nice and how minute？ Besides； whatever
Exhales from out its body a sharp smell…
The nauseous absinth； or the panacea；
Strong southernwood； or bitter centaury…
If never so lightly with thy ＇fingers＇ twain
Perchance ＇thou touch＇ a one of them
。 。 。 。 。 。
Then why not rather know that images
Flit hither and thither； many； in many modes；
Bodiless and invisible？
But lest
Haply thou holdest that those images
Which come from objects are the sole that flit；
Others indeed there be of own accord
Begot； self…formed in earth'